Orc Tyrant

The bridge of the Venus Star is like a microcosm of a settlement, and the arranged crystals are stacked like a honeycomb on the exposed deck area made of steel.

Various crew members are sitting in a command area recessed like an arena or hiding place. Three display screens occupy one end of Cambridge, and a prominent castle in the center constitutes the captain’s seat, a platform for strategy formulation. Tiled in front and erected a display instrument, showing the battleship and its surrounding friendly ships in the form of a rotating yellow circle.

There is also an empty platform above the huge bridge. It is the core of this powerful warship. It is hidden in the arched space of the front hall. When it resonates, the entire fleet can be seen from the naked eye. The angle is hidden.

At the core of the bridge is a gorgeous pentagonal podium, which is the position of the captain.

Zorke was the captain, looking down at the warship he commanded.

"listen……"

Wearing a gorgeous cyan shirt, he easily reminded those who kneeled in front of him to pray. The sweet low roar of the winter engine on the Venus was blurred by the thick crystals covering the hull of the ship and the interior. Qing, like the cry of a war.

"Listen... listen to the voice of the future... the voice of destiny."

The three sons of dawn listened to Zorke's words and stood up.

"We obey you, my lord."

The tallest of the three said, he has a gravelly rough voice, one eye is blood red, and scars are entangled around him.

Even without this scar, his face like a granite slab made him fearful even among his compatriots. His name is Ballans, the assault company commander of the Second Marine Corps and the personal terrorist weapon of a certain congressman. , A powerful warrior.

Balans is considered by many to be an unimaginative butcher. He belongs to the second batch of Sons of Dawn. Compared with the first batch, they have stronger self-awareness and more ability to analyze battlefields. Of course, there are some more. Character characteristics.

Some arcanists didn't like him, thinking that he was rigid and reckless, and only suitable for being a weapon. Perhaps this was also the reason why a certain councilor created him, which made him a perfect follower in the eyes of Zorke.

He is obedient, deadly and loyal, possessing all the good qualities of a subordinate.

"Just as we did."

Ikron, another son of dawn, interjected casually.

He is a planner, planner and torture expert.

Unlike Ballans, he still wears his helmet when the superior is on the court, a set of armor with a skeleton face, and a pair of wings at the temples on both sides.

Even through the helmet, Ikron’s barely concealed contempt is obvious.

"Maybe we should take care of the matter at hand, sir."

He suggested that the last two words were full of irony.

Zolke sat back on the command seat, which was shaped to fit his size, as if he was born as the commander on this bridge, the **** on this warship.

"Intelligence tells us not to stay anymore."

He said, that snake-like gaze stayed on Ikron.

He can order the children of dawn, but he cannot punish them, because this is the power of a member, not a...sublimator or apostate like him.

"But the main fleet of the Denton Kingdom has been destroyed, and all weapon systems have been successfully tested, sir."

It was Risk who was speaking, and he was the Son of Dawn who was relatively young to the others on the podium.

His haggard face has a pair of black eyes full of sadness and longing. He was born with this strange symptom. Despite his young age, Risk is a veteran who has participated in many battles. He is proud to wear the latest model. Armor covered with scales, keen to make the armor covered with scars after the baptism of war.

He is widely regarded as the No. 2 figure in the Mist Marines. If not in an official capacity, this honor should fall to Ikron.

"This is exactly as expected."

Zolke's answer is succinct.

"indeed."

Ikron suddenly interjected:

"But our psionic watcher indicated that although this fleet was defeated by our righteous fury, it still managed to issue a distress call, and our whereabouts may have been exposed."

Zorke allowed his face to tremble for a moment due to the emotional fluctuations caused by the news, but he was also considering using his pistol to pierce Ikron's skull because he continued to commit crimes.

But to be honest, he paid more attention to the shadow standing behind the opponent, even though he had been a barb in Zorke's eyes since the big fleet was in its infancy, he didn't show too much boredom.

He didn't trust the pug in his heart, but he relied on the other's words, so Ikron could be tolerated.

"This message is likely to reach a certain wizard, or some isolated monitoring towers on the edge of the coast, but we are progressing well, and there are almost no ships that can stop our destiny, as it says."

"As it says."

Ballaners responded in a low voice, but the other two said nothing.

"Then we should return to Hong Kong."

"Ikron, Son of Dawn, you seem to have made a mistake."

Zolke suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"I am the captain of the Venus Star, the commander of the Mist Fleet, not you. If you think you can do it, you can give your master a report."

The jealous Son of Dawn glared at him, and then slowly lowered his head under his gaze.

"Don't dare."

The short victory made Zorke feel better.

"This is a good opportunity to weaken potential enemies, and a real battle alone cannot explain many problems. I don't think the Water War Department will have any opinion on this."

"The sea is quite unfamiliar to us."

Ballans also rarely expressed his opinion, and even he was a little bit unsure of this bold action.

"With the support of the holographic chart, there is nothing unfamiliar to this planet. You have to believe in the power of technology."

"understood."

"Rask, you have to keep a close eye on the radar center. If something is going to deviate from the detection range, I want to know immediately."

Zorke immediately gave orders to another Son of Dawn.

"As you wish, my lord."

Risk bowed humbly and withdrew from the platform.

"Barrans, Ikron, you must concentrate on your own tasks."

Zolke added faintly, instead of waiting to watch them leave, he turned to face the display in front of him.

"engine."

As his voice remembered, the central display flickered, and the bridge lights dimmed.

Soon, the image on the screen illuminates the surroundings with icy moonlight. It shows the cavernous engine room of the Venus, and the fallen ultra-low temperature engine cylinders will set off the crew around them for routine maintenance very small.